If you don't want to die now, you can only listen to the words of that elusive girl.

"Go forward, young man, when you reach the central axis of this city of destiny, you will step into a new river."

The twelfth year of the Great Calendar is the year name of the Tang Dynasty Sect, and this Gao Ziyang knows that it has not been many years since the Anshi Rebellion was completely pacified. The first thought was to survive in this Tang Dynasty, which was no longer in the prosperous era.

Then he mustered up the courage to take off the robe that the god of torture was wearing, and put it on himself, and then he removed the miscellaneous items on the altar, and when he saw two cold dough cakes, he gnawed them frantically, and when he had some strength in his stomach, he used the iron lamp and pestle on the altar as a knife and scissors, tore off the strips of cloth from his original clothes, wrapped them around his head, and made a hat ornament to cover his short hair, and then thought, "Die and die!" "Walked down the Dog's Ridge, its southeast is Shengye Temple, and the south is the East Market Gate, Gao Ziyang thought about it, and walked towards the southwest of the square below!

Because the central axis of Chang'an City, of course, is the Suzaku Street that runs through the north and south, his direction is not wrong.

After walking hundreds of steps, on the side street leading to Suzaku Street, I didn't encounter any soldiers patrolling the night.

Gao Ziyang was busy, raised his head, and looked at the door of the square in the middle of the street, with the words "Pingkang" written on it. At the same time, all kinds of music came from the workshop, far and near.

Gao Ziyang understood that this workshop was the "red light district" of Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty, also known as "Beili", and it has always been a place where literati and scholars gathered.

Then, as far as he knows, after Pingkangfang, and after a square of land, you will arrive at Suzaku Street!

Gao Ziyang continued to walk forward, and as a result, at the intersection of Pingkangfang and Chongde Fang, he heard the sound of Diao fighting, but saw that the snow and fog from the south were spreading, and a lantern was dangling, and the head was beating Diao Dou, followed by a group of soldiers patrolling the street.

"Bastard, what Hell Lord, lie to me." Gao Ziyang stood in the bright place at the entrance of the street, with nowhere to hide, watching the group of soldiers coming towards him.

Suddenly, there was a bright light on the corner of the street, yellow and warm.

Gao Ziyang hurriedly looked there, only to see that there, an old man was hanging a lamp under a raised shed, and then began to blow the stove, and suddenly it was even brighter.

"Come on, come on." The old man beckoned to himself and whispered.

Gao Ziyang didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly walked over, sat on the low pestle by the stove, and immediately felt that under the scorching heat of the fireworks in the furnace, the indescribable warmth around his body, and he thought that he would rely on this, even if he died, it was worth it.

The old man stopped talking, but calmly began to set up the steamer on the stove and began to make cakes.

It turned out to be a cake seller in the morning......

The nail piece rang endlessly, and the night patrol soldiers carried lanterns, came to the old man's cake stove, and shouted at Gao Ziyang and asked, "Who dares to hang out on the street during the curfew?" ”

Gao Ziyang didn't know what to answer for a while.

At this time, the old man spoke slowly, "This Lang Jun didn't come out of there yet. ”

The so-called there, of course, is Pingkangfang.

The soldiers had puzzled expressions on their faces, and Gao Ziyang was also in a hurry, and explained to them with a smile, "Alas, the order for drinking was defeated, and he lost the gambling contract and was punished to buy cakes. ”

The soldiers also laughed, "This Lang Jun is elegant, and he lost to buy steamed beard." Since there is a liquor order, why don't you smell on your body? ”

"Because this wine order was deliberately reversed, and there was no wine to eat."

"This Lang Jun lost so badly, it's just that. But An Laohu, you have to tell him that this is the heart of the Quartet, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and before the morning drum, he can only stay here with you, and if he is caught by Jingyin's people, we Jinwu disciples will not be able to help. ”

"Yes, I'll go back after buying the steamed beard."

Then, the group of soldiers carried the lanterns and continued to walk north.

Gao Ziyang, who was frightened, could only continue to stay by the stove, that An Lao Hu seemed to be a Hu man from the Western Regions, smiling at him, the steamer was steaming white, Gao Ziyang had gnawed two cold cakes in the Temple of Punishment before, like a piece of ice in his stomach, cold inside and outside, his face was blue, and when he saw that the steaming cage was drooling, he took out three or four one-yuan coins from his pocket and placed them on the small table by the fireside.

An Lao Hu looked at it, shook his head, and pointed at the shiny coin with his finger, "Lang Jun, beautiful is beautiful, but it is not Kaiyuan Tongbao, let alone Qianyuan heavy treasure money, Lao Hu dare not accept it." ”

"This, this is a newly minted coin from Haidong, which is much more valuable than Kaiyuan Tongbao." Gao Ziyang lowered his heart and talked nonsense.

An Laohu held up the coin and smacked it, thinking that he had seen both the Rata and Persian coins, and this was the first time he had seen this money.

"This money is very strange, our Datang will definitely not be able to cast such money." Suddenly, on the street outside the stove, a short man appeared in the wind and snow, and his voice was a little old.

Gao Ziyang looked fixedly, the man was wearing a mixed black felt hat, his thin body was in the black big hat, and he had a sparse beard under his chin, and then he took off the felt hat and sat on the low pestle next to Gao Ziyang, without any restraint, "An old beard, old rules, four steamed beards that have just come out of the cage, two I eat while walking, and two are eaten." ”

"Don't worry, Ming Gong has already prepared it for you." An Lao Hu seemed to be very familiar with this person, and hurriedly replied, "Today is the first Ming Duke to enter the imperial city." ”

The old man laughed, raised his eyebrows, and said in a suppressed voice, "I can't do it, I'm afraid of being corrected by the people in the palace, and I can't bear the delicious steamed hu you have here, so I have to come first and eat it first every time." ”

An Lao Hu also laughed and shook his head.

Gao Ziyang looked behind the old official, a horse that was a little weak, and a Huren slave next to him, squatting in the snow with his hair braided, and nothing else followed.

"Ming Gong has four steamed Hu each time, and you gave me 10,000 yuan for An Lao Hu last year, I don't know when I will finish eating." An Laohu opened the steaming cage and sighed and said with gratitude.

"It will always be finished, just like when I walked from the mansion to this imperial city, I rode a horse and walked 3,000 steps every day, and before I knew it, I had reached the frost of my temples after decades of cold and heat." After the old man said this, he felt quite vicissitudes.

An Lao Hu'er got up and put the steamed beard on the small table, "The grass people haven't asked Ming Gong's official position, in fact, Ming Gong has eaten steamed Hu for all these years, and Lao Hu'er said something abrupt and offensive, I'm afraid that my career is not proud, right?" ”

When An Lao Hu'er asked this, the slave of the Hu man who was squatting on the side of the street grinned widely, and then raised the tip of the whip and began to tickle his head.

Gao Ziyang stayed aside and didn't interject.

The old man didn't mind, and bit off his steamed beard, "You guessed correctly, but there should be an opportunity for promotion in front of me soon, and the eunuch career has been floating for decades, so it's up to me this time." ”

"Then Ming Gong has to be diligent." An Lao Hu'er replied, the hidden meaning is that you can enter the imperial city after all, don't be so shabby in the future, otherwise you will look like an official.

As a result, the old man asked rhetorically, "Old Hu'er, why can't I hear you singing now?" It seems that after I gave you 10,000 yuan last year, I stopped singing. ”